Dressed as the mistress of the Hou family, I became the white moonlight in the Beijing circle

Dayan replied half a month later.

"Third brother, are you in there?"

"Come in."

Ji Fa opened the curtain and walked slowly closer. Seeing that there was only the third brother in the tent, she whispered a few words, "Why don't you see the third sister-in-law at this time?"

Mentioning Yuan Mi, Ji Cheng had a slight smile on his face, and said warmly, "She and the two girls were able to chat quite well, and they went out together, saying they were going to relax."

Ji Fa understood, and turned back outside the tent. He carefully looked around to make sure there was no one outside, and then walked quickly to Ji Cheng.

Seeing how vigilant he was, Ji Cheng raised his eyebrows and said in a joking tone, "What's going on? He looks like a thief."

Ji Fa ignored his teasing, took out a letter from her arms, handed it to him, and said in a deep voice, "Third brother, there is a letter from Dayan."

Hearing this, Ji Cheng paused while holding the script, subconsciously put down the book in his hand, and asked in a low voice, "Has anyone seen that Haidongqing coming back from which direction?"

Ji Fa shook her head and looked serious, "Third brother, don't worry, no one will notice."

Ji Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, tore open the paper envelope and unfolded the letter inside.

Looking down, there were only four words in the letter: Waiting for good news.

"What does this mean?" Ji Fa didn't understand. She turned her head and stared at her brother, "Did Dayan agree to borrow troops?"

Ji Cheng's lips curled up slightly, and he handed the letter in his hand to the candlelight. He watched the flames devour the letter and said slowly, "It's done."

Even so, Ji Fa still felt uneasy, "Third brother... Song Fei is dead, who can Dayan send?"

Ji Cheng stood with his hands lowered, his eyes were deep, and he whispered, "Dayan is always capable."

On the other side, three girls came out of the tent hand in hand, with different expressions.

You Zhen had a grimace on his face, looking downcast, and his voice was dull, "Yuan Mi, my father is a bit old-fashioned... but I believe that as long as it is for the good of the Turks, he will be willing to learn it."

Suo Ying had a smile on her face, shook Yuan Mi's hand, and said softly, "My father is willing to accept new things. He wants to try the grain seeds and craftsmanship albums that Yuan Mi brought. If it really works, , our family will be better off."

Yuan Mi had a plan in mind and whispered to comfort the little girl beside him, "You Zhen, there is no need to rush this matter. These things are new to you. If you want people to accept them, you have to take your time."

You Zhen nodded, looking uninterested.

Yuan Mi stopped the two of them and said with a leisurely smile, "It's done, you don't have to send them off. There's only a few steps to the left and right, so I'll just walk back by myself."

Suoying glanced at the tent half a tribe away, frowned, and asked in a low voice, "You can go back by yourself...is it really okay?"

Yuan Mi pursed his lips and smiled, and said in a sweet voice, "Just keep your heart in your stomach. I have Qiu Yu and Xuemei beside me. Three living people walking together, what could go wrong?"

"This……"

"Stop talking about this and that." Yuan Mi interrupted You Zhen's words and joked in a low voice, "If you have some free time, go and persuade your father. Don't wait for Suoying's family to have a good harvest. You The house is still bare, and Suoying will definitely laugh at you by then."

Hearing this, Yu Zhen's little face fell even more, and he responded in a low voice, "What you said makes sense."

Yuan Mi was satisfied, so he took the two of them and told them, "This matter must be done in secret, and it must not be publicized until the results are achieved."

It wasn't until he saw the two girls nodding their heads as if they wanted to swear on their lives that Yuan Mi left with peace of mind.

As we walked around the corner, something unexpected happened.

The tent was so gray that it was hard to see clearly, but the harsh rustling could be clearly heard.

When Yuan Mi woke up, his hands were tied behind his back and he couldn't move.

There was a man sitting in the tent with his back to her, as if he was grinding something.

After a few breaths, the two maids beside him also woke up.

Yuan Mi moved his body and accidentally stepped on a dead branch under his feet, making a sound.

The man paused and slowly turned his head, his eyes dark and sharp.

The man's face came into view. Yuan Mi looked at the long scar on his face, and a slight smile appeared on his lips, "Who do I think he is? It turns out to be the general."

Cong You snorted coldly and stood up. Only then did the three masters and servants opposite him see clearly what he was carrying.

Looking at the bone chopping knife with a cold light in his hand, the smile on Yuan Mi's lips became lighter, but there was no sign of fear. He only asked openly, "Why did General Cong You arrest me?"

"Why are you being arrested?" Cong You gritted his back molars, held the handle of the knife tightly, and asked in a cold voice, "Look at the scars on my face, don't you understand the reason?"

Yuan Mi looked calm, without any guilt, "You brought this scar on yourself, what does it have to do with me?"

"That's right, it was clear that one of your soldiers wanted to do something wrong to Furong that day. Our princess was kind enough to stop him, and was almost stabbed by him. The prince-in-law wanted to sentence him to military punishment, but you tried every means to stop him, and even said that it was Furong who did it deliberately. To seduce and call us Dayan women all cowards!"

Qiu Yu was furious and raised her voice to protest against her master, "You disrespected the master and humiliated the noble man. The prince-in-law only used his sword to destroy your face and not take your life. This is already a kindness!"

"Shut up!" Strong hatred burst out of Cong You's eyes, and the tip of the knife pointed directly at Qiu Yu, "Sa Qiyu only drank too much and lost his morality."

"Fuck your mother!" Qiu Yu was not far behind and cursed at the top of her lungs, "If you were really drunk, how could you kneel down and beg for mercy immediately after your face was ruined, and said a lot of words admitting your mistake in a clear and articulate manner? You don't look half drunk? Or do you Turkic men just need a few breaths to sober up?"

"You are obviously deliberately testing the bottom line of the princess and the consort. See if we, Dayan, are just soft persimmons. Fortunately, you are still a man, and your actions are sinister, and your intentions are to be punished!"

"Okay, okay, okay..." Cong You laughed angrily, his hand holding the handle of the knife shaking with so much strength, "Bitch, I think you don't want to live anymore. In that case, you should be one step ahead of your princess! "

"Cong You."

Seeing that Cong You had murderous intentions, Yuan Mi spoke slowly, with a smile on his face, "Ji Cheng regards me as my life. If you catch me and want to kill me, aren't you afraid that he will find out and kill your whole family? "

"I remember...you still have two sons who are less than a hundred days old, right?"

Cong You's eyes were obviously red with hatred, and he said regardless, "I just want revenge. I don't care about anything else. Ji Cheng ruined my face, so I will kill his beloved and make him regret it for the rest of his life!"

After saying that, Cong You sneered, his eyes fell coldly on Yuan Mi's face, and he whispered, "You can scream louder, this place is very remote, no one will come all the way to save you."

After the words fell, Cong You thought he could see Yuan Mi's pale face and pale face, but unexpectedly she didn't move and still looked at him with a smile.

Cong You was stunned, his eyes were dazed for a moment, and he asked in a low voice, "You...why aren't you afraid?"